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Strana 4
... in the peace - restoring close With joy beyond what victory bestows ; Blest country , where these kingly glories shine . Blest England , if this happiness be thine ! A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe Will 4 TABLE TALK .
... in the peace - restoring close With joy beyond what victory bestows ; Blest country , where these kingly glories shine . Blest England , if this happiness be thine ! A. Guard what you say ; the patriotic tribe Will 4 TABLE TALK .
Strana 33
... shine , To purchase , at the fool - frequented fair Of vanity , a wreath for self to wear , Is profanation of the basest kind- Proof of a trifling and a worthless mind . A. Hail Sternhold , then ; and Hopkins , hail ! - B. Amen . If ...
... shine , To purchase , at the fool - frequented fair Of vanity , a wreath for self to wear , Is profanation of the basest kind- Proof of a trifling and a worthless mind . A. Hail Sternhold , then ; and Hopkins , hail ! - B. Amen . If ...
Strana 99
... shine in fable , and grace idle themes With all th ' embroid'ry of poetic dreams ; ' Twas theirs alone to dive into the plan , That Truth and Mercy had reveal'd to man ; And while the World beside , that plan unknown , Deified useless ...
... shine in fable , and grace idle themes With all th ' embroid'ry of poetic dreams ; ' Twas theirs alone to dive into the plan , That Truth and Mercy had reveal'd to man ; And while the World beside , that plan unknown , Deified useless ...
Strana 101
... shine With light deriv'd from thee , would smother thine : Thy very children watch for thy disgrace- A lawless brood , and curse thee to thy face . Thy rulers load thy credit , year by year , With sums Peruvian mines could never clear ...
... shine With light deriv'd from thee , would smother thine : Thy very children watch for thy disgrace- A lawless brood , and curse thee to thy face . Thy rulers load thy credit , year by year , With sums Peruvian mines could never clear ...
Strana 114
... shine , Pour . out a flood of splendour upon thine ; Thou hast as bright an int'rest in her rays , As ever Roman had in Rome's best days . True freedom is where no restraint is known , That Scripture , justice , and good sense disown ...
... shine , Pour . out a flood of splendour upon thine ; Thou hast as bright an int'rest in her rays , As ever Roman had in Rome's best days . True freedom is where no restraint is known , That Scripture , justice , and good sense disown ...
Iné vydania - Zobraziť všetky
Poems: By William Cowper, of the Inner Temple, Esq. In Two Volumes. Vol. I-II. William Cowper Úplné zobrazenie - 1800 |
Časté výrazy a frázy
beams beneath bids blest bliss boast breast call'd charm'd charms dark deeds delight design'd divine dream Earth errour ev'ning ev'ry eyes fair fancy fatal egg fear feel fire flow'rs folly fools form'd frown give glory God's grace hand happy hast heart Heav'n heav'nly hope hour int'rest joys land light lov'd lust lyre mankind mercy mind muse Nature never o'er once pain palæstra Paul of Tarsus peace pity plac'd plain pleasure poet poet's pow'r praise pray'r pride proud prove quit the forest rais'd red vengeance sacred scene scorn scorn'd Scripture secret hate seem'd shepherd's rod shine sight skies slave smile song sorrow soul sound Stamp'd stand stream sweet taste teach telescopic eye thee theme thine thou thought thousand toil tongue trifler truth Twas VINCENT BOURNE virtue waste Whate'er wild wisdom wrath ye ministers zeal
Populárne pasáže
Strana 352 - Good lack ! quoth he, yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise.
Strana 266 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Strana 284 - The cup was all fill'd, and the leaves were all wet, And it seem'd to a fanciful view To weep for the buds it had left, with regret, On the flourishing bush where it grew. I hastily seized it, unfit as it was For a nosegay, so dripping and drown'd, And swinging it rudely, too rudely, alas! I snapp'd it, it fell to the ground. And such...
Strana 144 - He loved the world that hated him : the tear That dropp'd upon his Bible was sincere ; Assail'd by scandal and the tongue of strife, His only answer was a blameless life ; And he that forged, and he that threw the dart, Had each a brother's interest in his heart.
Strana 318 - Had cheer'd the village with his song, • Nor yet at eve his note suspended, Nor yet when eventide was ended, Began to feel, as well he might, The keen demands of appetite ; When, looking eagerly around, He spied far off, upon the ground, A something shining in the dark, And knew the glow-worm by his spark So, stooping down from hawthorn top, He thought to put him in his crop. 2. The worm, aware of his intent, Harangued him thus, right eloquent—
Strana 264 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Strana 186 - Dubius is such a scrupulous good man ! Yes, you may catch him tripping if you can. He would not with a peremptory tone Assert the nose upon his face his own ; With hesitation admirably slow He humbly hopes, presumes, it may be so.
Strana 266 - But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair.
Strana 363 - But He, who knew what human hearts would prove, How slow to learn the dictates of his love, That, hard by nature and of stubborn will, A life of ease would make them harder still, In pity to the souls his grace designed To rescue from the ruins of mankind, Called for a cloud to darken all their years, And said ' Go spend them in the vale of tears...
Strana 309 - O'er the raging billows borne. Men from England bought and sold me, Paid my price in paltry gold ; But, though slave they have enrolled me, Minds are never to be sold. Still in thought as free as ever, What are England's rights, I ask, Me from my delights to sever, Me to torture, me to task ? Fleecy locks and black complexion Cannot forfeit nature's claim ; Skins may differ, but affection Dwells in white and black the same.